"Mr. Ethan didn’t come today?" Arwen asked, feeling the silence in the car grow a bit too heavy.
Aiden hummed before replying, "I took off today, so it’s also his day off."
And then Arwen realized the reason why he was not dressed in his formal attire today. It seemed like he was off work. Although he still looked great in his denim and casual shirt, the powerful charm he exuded in his business attire hit differently.
"What?" Aiden suddenly asked, turning to catch her eyes as she unrestrainedly ogled him. "You didn’t like today?"
"How did you know?" Arwen was surprised. How did he always read her so fast and so well?
Aiden smirked, before turning back to the road. "Your eyes have always been too expressive. It doesn’t know how to hide things, especially your likes and dislikes."
Was that so? She didn’t know. No one had ever told her that before. If her eyes have been too expressive, why hadn’t anyone ever cared about her likes and dislikes?
"It’s not that like I don’t like it. You look great —better than most men, in fact. But you look unparalleled in your business attire. I am sure you know that yourself," she explained. But then she noticed him shaking his head in denial, which made her raise her brows in surprise. "What?
No one’s ever complimented you before?"
"I don’t take compliments from others," he said, and that unknowingly made Arwen shape her lips in an ’oh’
Realizing something, she quickly added, "But you just took it from me." Did he miss in her words? Or were her words so bland that he didn’t consider them a compliment?
Aiden turned to give her a look and then smiled slightly, "You are my wife, and you don’t fall into that category." He said it so smoothly and naturally that, for a moment, Arwen failed to register it. When she did, her heart skipped a beat.
Her hand unconsciously moved to pat her chest as she took a deep breath to the calm the sudden whirl she felt in her heart. Who says things like that to a woman they just met yesterday?
Was he serious? Or was he just trying to make her heart flutter for fun?
She didn’t know, and she was afraid to ask. The way she had become comfortable around him was surprising in itself. It felt like she had known him from before.
"What category I am, then?" Arwen asked, not wanting to drop the topic. She knew that with every word she spoke to him, she was letting her guard down more and more, but strangely, nothing seemed to be at risk. Though her rational mind warned her, her subconscious self whispered to her that it was okay.
Aiden didn’t reply immediately, and just when Arwen thought, he had ignored and wouldn’t reply anymore, she heard him speak.
"The category of ’Mine’."
She forced herself to look away and said softly, trying to calm the whirlpool of emotions he had stirred in her heart, "We just met yesterday, and you always make it sound like you have known me for a long time." This man sure knows how to flirt, but she never realized that flirting could rattle her heart like that. freewebnσvel.cѳm
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